Pig Destroyer
seven and thirteen
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The trivial little things left in your wake
Are beloved terminally infected limbs
It is not the firing squad but the blindfold
That makes us tense
The loss of perfection leaves no cause to persist
In searching, leaving me longing
For the day that finally smothers all hope
- Álbum:
- Painter Of Dead Girls
- Mass & Volume
- Mass and Volume
- Book Burner
- 38 Counts Of Battery
- Miscellaneous
- Painter of Dead Girls (Deluxe Edition)
- Prowler in the Yard (Deluxe Reissue)
- Blind, Deaf, and Bleeding
- Terrorizer: Fear Candy 112
- Relapse Sampler 2012
- Book Burner (Deluxe Version)
- Ox-Compilation #104
- Smash
- Relapse Records: 25 Years of Contamination
- Pig Destroyer
- Contaminated 5.0
- Phantom Limb
- From Hell
- Explosions in Ward 6